Showing posts with label gesture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gesture. Show all posts
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Wohhooo... lama sih ga update blog! Ye la.. sejak blogger takleh nak diakses dari ofis yang maha totalitarian tu. Memula takleh akses facebook. Takpe, pakcik sabau, then takleh akses Yahoo Mail.. dengan alasan ada YM dalam tuh... takpe, pakcik sabau... skang takleh akses www.blogger.com .. ini ya memang bener2 buat pakcik marah. Mana boleh camni!! ( Bapak marah? Nanti bapak kena jual...) Tidak.. bapak tak marah nak.. block lah.. block lah semua web yang ada......(tiru dialog Ahmad Nisfu dalam cerita 3 Abdul yer)
Sejak 4 bulan lepas, aku dah tak gi clubbing kat KL ni. Kat Ipoh jangan tanya la yer. Hehehe. Sebab kat Ipoh tu ala2 TYT plak raso eh. kalau balik drive, ada yang nunggu kat tol. Kalo balik bas, ada yang tunggu kat Medan Gopeng. Heaven ibnu Paradise kata orang. Kalau jawatan aku ni ada wujud kidam bako kat Ipoh tu kan, dah lama aku dikejutkan oleh emak aku tetiap pagi.
Sejak 4 bulan lepas, aku dah tak gi clubbing kat KL ni. Kat Ipoh jangan tanya la yer. Hehehe. Sebab kat Ipoh tu ala2 TYT plak raso eh. kalau balik drive, ada yang nunggu kat tol. Kalo balik bas, ada yang tunggu kat Medan Gopeng. Heaven ibnu Paradise kata orang. Kalau jawatan aku ni ada wujud kidam bako kat Ipoh tu kan, dah lama aku dikejutkan oleh emak aku tetiap pagi.
Inilah tempat kami-kami kat Ipoh membuang masa sambil tengok Live Band. Green Bar II. 
Dekat pokok nyior belakang tu lah tanah yang aku tengah aim.
Bila dah dapat rumah sebiji ... yang aku dengar.. kat Presint 15...tuh... Haha.. tiada apa yang dapat aku bayangkan selain dari sebiji TV leper melekat kat dinding, properti-properti peribadi seperti peti sejuk sama tinggi dengan aku hakmilik sendiri, mesin basuh berkilo kilo hak milik sendiri, katil king size matress hak milik sendiri, katil bujang di dua bilik tetamu hak milik sendiri sofa hak milik sendiri, pokok bunga yang memflorakan rumah aku macam hutan hujan hak milik sendiri.. di dalam sebuah rumah yang bukan hak aku, tapi hak kerajaan. Wakaka.
Kuarters Presint 15 yang dah siap! Wau!
Itulah perancangan aku untuk tahun 2010 yang menyaksikan pertumbuhan negara diunjurkan sebanyak 5%, dan aku pun bakal menyumbangkan kepada pertumbuhan itu dengan perbelanjaan-perbelanjaan domestik yang melampau-lampau itu. RM5000 camtu cukup lah. Lebih-lebih ko hengat aku haper? Yang Menteri Kewangan Kedua tu, Ahli Parlimen Tambun. Bukannya aku. Wakaka.
Dipanjangkan lagi merapu meraban ini ialah dengan isi-isi yang berkisar tentang kawan-kawan dua tahun aku yang aku sayangi, tetapi semakin jauh dari pandangan aku yang rabun ini. Insan yang tersayang telah berlalu 3 kali melalui 3 sesi. Sesi terakhir dah berlalu 8 bulan lalu. Sesi seterusnya adalah sesi 'born-on-the-silver-plate' atau kata orang Melayu.. "cuci kaki". Tapi kaki mana yang nak dicuci tu belum lah ada lagi. Sebab apa belum ada? Sebab ga punya masa sih mau nyari. Lagi bikin penasaran, mendingan gw santai ginian. Single Not Mingle.
Biar cuci kaki masuk rumah laki yer. Jangan sekali-kali cuci kaki masuk rumah bini. Sangat kekejian lah kalau begitu. Tapi untung nasib makhluk, Sang Penciptanya jualah yang tentukan. Kan?
Pastukan, teringin jugak la nak tukar kereta lain. Syy.. Kang terdengar dek kereta aku tu kan, kecik hati dia. Dah la saiz dia pun kecik. Tapi awas, sebelum tukar kereta lain, mintak tolong Menteri Kewangan Kedua handlekan kewangan aku dulu lah kan. Haha. Bila dah dok kuarters esok, gaji dah kena potong RM330 sebulan. Tapi OK la kan. Rumah tahap apartment, dok bayar RM330 je. Sapa nak sewa, lain cerita. Ingat nak sewakan satu bilik kat Yus la. Yus JPM tu. Dia pun kata set. Maka dah ade la penyewa salah satu bilik aku kan. Yus mana?? Ala.. yang gitu-gitu tu...Bukan Hei Ladies ye... Tapi Laki2. Tapi awas.. dia sudah berpacaran..
Sejak dua menjak ni aku pun dah jauh dari kawan-kawan terbaik aku selama 2 tahun. Aku tau dah konsep frenship is forever AND also seasonal. Kan. Ikut musim la. Memang hujan tu kan sentiasa turun. Tapi kalau kemarau, non ado jugak ujan kan. Kena-kena pulak kat belah-belah Afrika. Hujan seminggu, kemarau 53 minggu. Wakaka. Hadapi sajolah. Skupang tak rugi. Korek telaga, sedut je air bawah tanah. Tak pun, berpindah je la kan ke kawasan Oasis. Hahahawau je.
Selain tu jugak, aku pun dah malas amat sih mau bersosial bagai. Mendingan aja gue utamakan diri gue sendiri ketimbang orang lain. Ye la. Orang lain pun ader ke peduli sama aku. Masa susah, masa sesat, masa tak jumpa jalan, memanglah kita ni dicari sebab nampak 'lampu suluh' ada kat tangan kita. Tapi bila dah jumpa jalan, mak oi, merempit superman bagai. Tinggal la kita lima enam tiang. Anak muda. Biorkan. Esok 'motor' dah 'kondem' pandai-pandai la nak idup. Kalau jumpa 'pomen' lain pun kot kalo 'pomen' tu boleh membaiki.. Dibuatnya menjahanamkan lagi, meraban teben la sendiri. Hujung-hujung pomen yang mula-mula gak dicari. Akhirnya, bagai 'mat rempit' pulang ke pomen la kan.
Rempitlah nak.. selagi mau..
Terlanjur merepek sekali sekala ni, bolehlah aku merepek tentang kesibukan aku menjadi tentera-tentera Malaysia tak bergaji dalam bergaduh mulut ngan tentera-tentera Indonesia tak bergaji kat topix.com. Best jugak kat sana. Tapi bahasa aku kasar gila la kat sana. Ada aku kesah. Lantak la. Yang penting, aku dah menunjukkan tahap patriotisme yang tinggi terhadap negara aku, berbanding korang, korang dan korang. Cewah. Tapi ada satu fakta yang aku dapat, dan bila aku bagitau kat orang sekeliling aku, dorang tak percaya. Perkembangan ekonomi Indon sangat pantas buat masa ni sedangkan ekonomi kita digugat oleh Krisis 2008-2009. Apa yang komer tak percaya sangat? Tu la, lain kali bukak sikit mata.
Kebajinganan forumer-forumer dua negara..Kalau Indon terus kekal macamtu untuk 5 tahun, dan kita kekal terus macamni untuk 5 tahun, KL akan bertukar jadi Jakarta 5 tahun lepas dan Jakarta akan jadi KL 5 tahun akan datang. Kiranya, yang dulu keje bank pakai keter hidup eksen, akan jadi penjual Mee Calong ke, Mee Kari ke.. main tolak-tolak lagi gerainya kat merata-rata KL. Ngeri bukan? Jadi, berusahalah kita untuk memakmurkan ekonomi negara kita dengan menyokong pembelian barang-barang Buatan Malaysia.
Itu je lah. Malas nak panjang-panjang. Bukan korang baca pun. Hahaha. Gudnite.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Its an open secret that I'm not possessing any driving liecence and neither drive any car prior to May 2008. But what the most precious experience I have yesterday is, I successfully drove a Nissan Frontier Sports Utility Truck (SUT) all the way from Alor Star to KL.Yes it is way bigger than my compact car, and makes me a little bit too nervous on the first few minutes of the driving.
But what can be more exciting than driving a machine with the engine capacity as twice as my small car, bigger, longer, higher and steadier (does that ever exist in English vocab? Like I care!).
But the excitement detered by beams of few car on the opposite lane on my left hand side, telling there was a road block somewhere up ahead looking for over-speeding highway users somewhere in Penang.
Yes, 100km ahead, there is a road block and I wasn't caught for any speeding offence. After that, I speed 120 kmh all the way south.
It sounds silly but I must share that driving a four wheel drive truck is something different from steering a car! Climbing up Jelapang hills in a steady 110kmh with the fifth gear is something new for me.
But the best thing for me is, there is no exausted kind of feeling after the 470 km drive in 6 hours. It was my personal record of the longest distance I ever steer. Maybe the accelaration friction does not effect much on the driver or maybe the suspension system is just superb.
A day before that, I was on my task to send some printed materials to Kedah State Health Department in Alor Star. But we decided to overnight at Sik, the hometown of one of my colleague that joining us.
It is bad to have no camera with me to take the photo of kampong dishes like Chicken Mushroom Curry that extra-teresterially delicious! LOL. Like something that is not an earth origin one!
It was a late rambutan seasons over there and ripe rambutans are coloring its tree red and most of the kampong folk are on their disgusting mode facing this fruit that they said, worth 40 cent per kilogram on this kind of time. But hey, in KL it still RM3.50 per kg!!
I have a metre tall gunny sack filled with rambutans for free and spend half an hour stop by at my parent house in Ipoh to disembark this fruit that hazardous for those who are in cough ailment. Among these, I took along langsat, duku air, setar (kundang) and also petai!
One anthropologistic lesson I ever learn in, most people in rural Kedah speaks a language that more similar to Kelantanese rather than the Kedahan! This is something new to me! For example; there is no "ayaq" for "air". They pronounce it as "ai". More to list down in next posting.
Back to the topic, from a silent nervous move on the first 50km to a laughable gossip chat between three of us at the last 50km , Nissan Frontier that I steer is a fast-to-get-hands-on-with kind of vehicle.
I would like to try the 3 tonnes lorry after this. Hehe! For a sake of my driving potfolio. Ya. When sometimes not long ago, people looking down at me in a skeptical way when I honestly tell them that " I'm not a driver with any single experience and for sure without valid driving liecence", why I shouldn't proud with this fast development?
Thursday, July 30, 2009
RapidKL hapus sistem tiket bas harian
30/07/2009 1:21pm
SUBANG 30 Julai – Syarikat Rangkaian Pengangkutan Integrasi Deras Sdn. Bhd. (RapidKL) akan menghapuskan sistem tiket bas harian dan digantikan dengan sistem tiket mengikut perjalanan berkuat kuasa 1 September ini.
Ketua Pegawai Eksekutifnya, Suffian Baharuddin berkata, ia sejajar dengan keputusan kerajaan menaikkan kadar tambang bas dan teksi seperti mana yang diumumkan baru-baru ini. - Utusan
Wow! The government must be in pouts mode when they made this decision today. The last I used the RapidKL service is sometimes before May 2008.
But I think this is quite a good move by the government. The government? Yes. RapidKL is one of few companies under Ministry Of Finance Inc. and this company is believed being led by Khairy Jamaluddin.
Why I said it was a good move? Because KL cityfolk is one of the most unthankful people in the world. Haha.
When they groused about the transportation system years ago, the government helped them with new busses with a killing low fare. Pay RM4 and board any RapidKL busses how many time you wants a day! From Rawang to Kajang. From Gombak to Shah Alam!
Or just pay RM2 and you can take their bus to office in the morning, back home to have lunch at home, board the bus to get back to office and back home in late evening.
Well it seems like the government is very sensitive on the needs of the cityfolk right? They decided to go against the capitalism and starting the new age of socialism and for that, they've being ticked off by the cityfolk on March 2008.
What have the government get for the welfare service? 8 out of 9 parlimentary constituency in KL snatched by the opposition. What have they get by these oppositions representative? Brawl after brawl for power and conflict of interest. Where was their social obligation job?
Not only that, most constituency in Klang Valley fell onto the opposition's hand. Most people in Malaysia is too over-indulged in politic and they always have their grouses there in the air but usually, they never realize when they cheat the government like in this case, the PTPN case, the assesment case, bla bla bla...
Well, just wait and see what the Pakatan Rakyat will do on this RapidKL issue. Oh.. they have no time for that. Teo Beng Hock issue is the most important now..
30/07/2009 1:21pm
SUBANG 30 Julai – Syarikat Rangkaian Pengangkutan Integrasi Deras Sdn. Bhd. (RapidKL) akan menghapuskan sistem tiket bas harian dan digantikan dengan sistem tiket mengikut perjalanan berkuat kuasa 1 September ini.
Ketua Pegawai Eksekutifnya, Suffian Baharuddin berkata, ia sejajar dengan keputusan kerajaan menaikkan kadar tambang bas dan teksi seperti mana yang diumumkan baru-baru ini. - Utusan
Wow! The government must be in pouts mode when they made this decision today. The last I used the RapidKL service is sometimes before May 2008.
But I think this is quite a good move by the government. The government? Yes. RapidKL is one of few companies under Ministry Of Finance Inc. and this company is believed being led by Khairy Jamaluddin.
Why I said it was a good move? Because KL cityfolk is one of the most unthankful people in the world. Haha.
When they groused about the transportation system years ago, the government helped them with new busses with a killing low fare. Pay RM4 and board any RapidKL busses how many time you wants a day! From Rawang to Kajang. From Gombak to Shah Alam!
Or just pay RM2 and you can take their bus to office in the morning, back home to have lunch at home, board the bus to get back to office and back home in late evening.
Well it seems like the government is very sensitive on the needs of the cityfolk right? They decided to go against the capitalism and starting the new age of socialism and for that, they've being ticked off by the cityfolk on March 2008.
What have the government get for the welfare service? 8 out of 9 parlimentary constituency in KL snatched by the opposition. What have they get by these oppositions representative? Brawl after brawl for power and conflict of interest. Where was their social obligation job?
Not only that, most constituency in Klang Valley fell onto the opposition's hand. Most people in Malaysia is too over-indulged in politic and they always have their grouses there in the air but usually, they never realize when they cheat the government like in this case, the PTPN case, the assesment case, bla bla bla...
Well, just wait and see what the Pakatan Rakyat will do on this RapidKL issue. Oh.. they have no time for that. Teo Beng Hock issue is the most important now..
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Beberapa kawan aku itu hari ada pergi Ijtimak Tabligh Sedunia kat KLIA.. Wau, aku sangat respek kat diorang sebab sanggup menghabiskan masa 3 hari mencari kekuatan rohani dalam himpunan jemaah tabligh tahunan yang kali ni dibuat di Malaysia.200,000 jemaah tabligh dari seluruh pelusuk dunia berhimpun di sana. Gambar sebelah menunjukkan jemaah berbangsa Cina.
So, dorang ni aku nampak.. yang dulu takde hala tuju.. dah mula betulkan alignment masing-masing. Alhamdulillah. Tapi bila aku sebut yang 'iman' yang lemah akan membuatkan segalanya menjadi satu kitaran semata-mata... dorang setuju. Maka dorang pun menasihat aku gak la.. supaya kembali..
Aku pun terima dengan hati terbuka la nasihat-nasihat tu. Ye lah.. bukan nak kata "korang pun tah lama mana boleh pertahankan lima waktu..". Tapi paling penting, sok kalau aku mati, aku sorang-sorang jugak.
Kadang aku sedar gak. Sampai bila aku nak clubbing semua tu. Kalau dengar lagu House takyah pergi disko tak boleh ke? Boleh jugak kan? Sebab aku ni orang seni. Penghayatan muzik aku tak perlu sampai ke disko.
Orang yang menghayati muzik dengan terpaksa pergi ke disko sebenarnya menggunakan muzik sebagai alasan. Padahal dia nak cuci mata dan pening-pening kebas-kebas. Betul tak? Jangan kincing lah! Been there done that. Esok lusa taktau la. Tuhan tak pernah bagi benda yang tak baik. Dia cuma bagi yang baik-baik je. Kita je cari benda yang tak baik. Kannn..
Apa pun, aku bersyukur gak lah dengan apa yang dah terjadi semenjak dua menjak ni yang membuatkan berlaku transformasi ke atas diri aku. ( Sambil tepuk tangan untuk diri sendiri )
Dorang tu aku anggap dihantar Tuhan di saat aku rasa sunyi macamni.. Lalu Tuhan bukakkan hati aku sikit demi sikit kepada jalan untuk mengenaliNya dan menyayangiNya dengan lebih lagi.
Aku harap keindahan dorang ini akan bertahan.
Dalam pada tu, aku ada berkenalan dengan seseorang yang sangat sangat sangat manja. Dia juga sangat sangat sangat menepati citarasa. Pandangan dia mengenai konsep hubungan tu je masih samar. Sebab dia masih muda. 19 tahun. Jadi let it go with the flow. Aku tak nak fikirkan sangat. Mungkin sedikit demi sedikit sayang aku akan bertambah untuknya.
Seseorang yang penting untuk aku ialah seseorang yang aku berusaha keras untuk menjaga hati nya. Ini kerana seseorang yang dijaga hatinya sudah tentulah seseorang yang telah lama dikenali dan mengharungi liku-liku pengalaman itu dan ini bersama-sama. Mengenai kehidupan saja lah. Yang lain-lain tu, tak tahu la pulak. Ada ke tidak.
Jadi sempena minggu ke 32 nanti, diharapkan kekuatan baru akan datang dan membawa banyak pengertian untuk kehidupan aku. Nak seronok sampai bila pun? Dah 31 dah umur aku ni.
Iktibar dari arwah Yasmin Ahmad ialah, kita tak tahu bila tarikh kita akan pergi sedangkan seluruh langit telah tahu. Tup-tup, tombang masa tengah nak cashkan cek USD1 juta Bill Gates sedekah sebab aku ni sempoi ke... Maner la tau kan... Contoh je...Contoh.... Tak ke ralat al-walat?? He he he.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Hah..ni satu lagi kejadian yang berlaku untuk diskripkan buat tatapan anda para pembaca sekelian. Kejadian berlaku di Bandar Sri Permaisuri awal pagi Ahad 28.5.09.
Memandangkan road tax kereta yang belum renew tu mengancam perjalanan, aku pun mengambil jalan biasa aku untuk ke Sri Permaisuri. Jam menunjukkan 3.30 pagi.
Macam biasa, laluan aku, Jalan P Ramlee - Jalan Raja Chulan - Jalan Cheng Lock - Jalan Tun Sambantahan - Lebuhraya Mahameru - Lebuhraya KL ke Seremban - Lebuhraya PJ ke Kajang - Tol 50 sen - dan masuk ke Sri Permaisuri.
Ok.. segalanya settle. Aku pun dengan jayanya melintasi Apartmen Lestari hingga bertemu sebuah simpang yang mana aku telah buat pilihan yang salah.
Selalunya aku terus. Tapi kali ni, aku gatal pi belok kiri. Nalla punya roadblock kiri kanan. Polis pekan. Bukan polis trafik. Tempatnya gelap. Tak ada streetlight. Aramakkk!! Aku cepat-cepat off CD lagu rave yang bingit tu ke Mix.FM, turunkan cermin, pandang tepat ke muka polis yang terpacak belah kanan, bagi salam. Polis tu pun bagi isyarat supaya jalan.
Tapi, elok je aku nak tekan minyak, cermin kiri aku kena ketuk dengan lampu suluh la pulak. Aku yang memang bersedia dengan sebarang kemungkinan, terus ke tepi, keluar dari kereta lepas dengar ayat ni " Hiyhhhh! Bak sini lesen dengan IC!" dari luar. Alamak pegawai dia sudah marah.
-LAKONAN SEMULA-
Seorang lelaki berdiri dihadapan keretanya dengan lampu masing terpasang dan enjin masih hidup sementara seorang polis berpangkat atasan sedang mengambil buku saman dari rakan setugasnya.
LELAKI : Tolong la encik. Ala.. menyesal lalu sini.
POLIS : Kenapa tak renew road tax?
LELAKI : Er.. er.. hutang bank encik.. (sambil terfikir, logik jugak alasan tu)
POLIS : Berapa bulan tak bayar? (sambil suluh pas yang tergantung dalam kereta )
LELAKI : Err.. 3 bulan. Tolong la encik. Tak lalu roper ni..( terkeluar bahasa Perak )
POLIS : Aper idak nyer.. (Laa.. Perak jugak!)
LELAKI : Dah ada saman dah satu.
POLIS : Bak sini
Lelaki tersebut meluru ke kereta membuka dashboard dan mengambil surat saman.
POLIS : Hmm.. Trafik Putrajaya.
LELAKI : Yer.. saya kerja sana..
POLIS : Kat mana?
LELAKI : Kementerian Kesihatan. Tolong la encik. Takde duit ni.
POLIS : Ala.. 2 saman baru 600.
LELAKI : Ih.. tak mampu la. Ni pun nak buat loan lagi. Nak bayor keter. Buat roadtax.. saman..
POLIS : Kamu dah kahwin belum?
LELAKI : Belum..
POLIS : Kamu kuat enjoy ni..
LELAKI : Mana ada.. encik.. tolong la.. ni pun ngantor orang..
POLIS : Taman Perpaduan? Jalan Perpaduan? (sambil belek IC dan lesen )
LELAKI : Yer encik...
POLIS : Dekat belah mana?
LELAKI : Dekat ngan surau..
POLIS : O.. yang ada padang berpagorr tu?
LELAKI : Yes.. betul.. betul..
POLIS : Hihh.. (sambil tengok kiri kanan) Nah.. (sambil hulur IC dan lesen)
LELAKI : Terima kasih encik.. kalau saya ada.. saya sanggup sedekah.. saya pun tak berapa nak ada ni..
POLIS : Tak usah.. tak nak.. nasib baik orang kampung teman..
Lelaki tersebut yang terkejut terus senyum sengih kerang busuk sambil lekas-lekas beredar dan mempunyai sedikit rasa seronok kerana berjaya mengawal situasi, melakonkan watak dengan berkesan dan mengawal diri walaupun dalam mood "jumping with the squirrel"..
-BABAK TAMAT-
Begitulah alkisahnya malam minggu lepas di mana semangat kenegerian adakalanya menyelamatkan keadaan. Tetapi adakah itu semata-mata? Mungkin semangat penjawat awam. Adakah itu semata-mata? Tidak! Mungkin kerana muka kesian yang dipertontonkan melampaui calon terbaik untuk ANAK WAYANG mahupun PILIH KASIH. I dont need the limelight! Cukup sekadar lakonan untuk terus hidup. Hahaha.
Memandangkan road tax kereta yang belum renew tu mengancam perjalanan, aku pun mengambil jalan biasa aku untuk ke Sri Permaisuri. Jam menunjukkan 3.30 pagi.
Macam biasa, laluan aku, Jalan P Ramlee - Jalan Raja Chulan - Jalan Cheng Lock - Jalan Tun Sambantahan - Lebuhraya Mahameru - Lebuhraya KL ke Seremban - Lebuhraya PJ ke Kajang - Tol 50 sen - dan masuk ke Sri Permaisuri.
Ok.. segalanya settle. Aku pun dengan jayanya melintasi Apartmen Lestari hingga bertemu sebuah simpang yang mana aku telah buat pilihan yang salah.
Selalunya aku terus. Tapi kali ni, aku gatal pi belok kiri. Nalla punya roadblock kiri kanan. Polis pekan. Bukan polis trafik. Tempatnya gelap. Tak ada streetlight. Aramakkk!! Aku cepat-cepat off CD lagu rave yang bingit tu ke Mix.FM, turunkan cermin, pandang tepat ke muka polis yang terpacak belah kanan, bagi salam. Polis tu pun bagi isyarat supaya jalan.
Tapi, elok je aku nak tekan minyak, cermin kiri aku kena ketuk dengan lampu suluh la pulak. Aku yang memang bersedia dengan sebarang kemungkinan, terus ke tepi, keluar dari kereta lepas dengar ayat ni " Hiyhhhh! Bak sini lesen dengan IC!" dari luar. Alamak pegawai dia sudah marah.
-LAKONAN SEMULA-
Seorang lelaki berdiri dihadapan keretanya dengan lampu masing terpasang dan enjin masih hidup sementara seorang polis berpangkat atasan sedang mengambil buku saman dari rakan setugasnya.
LELAKI : Tolong la encik. Ala.. menyesal lalu sini.
POLIS : Kenapa tak renew road tax?
LELAKI : Er.. er.. hutang bank encik.. (sambil terfikir, logik jugak alasan tu)
POLIS : Berapa bulan tak bayar? (sambil suluh pas yang tergantung dalam kereta )
LELAKI : Err.. 3 bulan. Tolong la encik. Tak lalu roper ni..( terkeluar bahasa Perak )
POLIS : Aper idak nyer.. (Laa.. Perak jugak!)
LELAKI : Dah ada saman dah satu.
POLIS : Bak sini
Lelaki tersebut meluru ke kereta membuka dashboard dan mengambil surat saman.
POLIS : Hmm.. Trafik Putrajaya.
LELAKI : Yer.. saya kerja sana..
POLIS : Kat mana?
LELAKI : Kementerian Kesihatan. Tolong la encik. Takde duit ni.
POLIS : Ala.. 2 saman baru 600.
LELAKI : Ih.. tak mampu la. Ni pun nak buat loan lagi. Nak bayor keter. Buat roadtax.. saman..
POLIS : Kamu dah kahwin belum?
LELAKI : Belum..
POLIS : Kamu kuat enjoy ni..
LELAKI : Mana ada.. encik.. tolong la.. ni pun ngantor orang..
POLIS : Taman Perpaduan? Jalan Perpaduan? (sambil belek IC dan lesen )
LELAKI : Yer encik...
POLIS : Dekat belah mana?
LELAKI : Dekat ngan surau..
POLIS : O.. yang ada padang berpagorr tu?
LELAKI : Yes.. betul.. betul..
POLIS : Hihh.. (sambil tengok kiri kanan) Nah.. (sambil hulur IC dan lesen)
LELAKI : Terima kasih encik.. kalau saya ada.. saya sanggup sedekah.. saya pun tak berapa nak ada ni..
POLIS : Tak usah.. tak nak.. nasib baik orang kampung teman..
Lelaki tersebut yang terkejut terus senyum sengih kerang busuk sambil lekas-lekas beredar dan mempunyai sedikit rasa seronok kerana berjaya mengawal situasi, melakonkan watak dengan berkesan dan mengawal diri walaupun dalam mood "jumping with the squirrel"..
-BABAK TAMAT-
Begitulah alkisahnya malam minggu lepas di mana semangat kenegerian adakalanya menyelamatkan keadaan. Tetapi adakah itu semata-mata? Mungkin semangat penjawat awam. Adakah itu semata-mata? Tidak! Mungkin kerana muka kesian yang dipertontonkan melampaui calon terbaik untuk ANAK WAYANG mahupun PILIH KASIH. I dont need the limelight! Cukup sekadar lakonan untuk terus hidup. Hahaha.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Selamat Hari Jadi Ke 31 kepada diri aku sendiri. Dengan kata bangsawan, SELAMAT HARI KEPUTERAAN. Haha. Memang menjadi amalan keturunan aku, takde sambutan untuk commemorate hari jadi ni kecuali jubli-jubli sahaja.
Maknanya, selepas sambutan JUBLI PERAK pada tahun 2003, menantilah kita JUBLI EMAS pada tahun 2028. Hahahahawau.
Banyak gak lah perkara dan musibah melanda di hari jadi ni. Tahun lepas, aku dikeji Azura Ghani pada hari jadi sebab gagal masuk dewan untuk NDO Estabel Lampe Berger pada 22 Jun.
Tahun ni... emm. Biarlah hanya mereka yang tahu, terus mengetahuinya. Bagi yang tak tahu, tak perlu la diketahui.
Jadi sempena hari jadi yang ke 31 ni, Euphoria Department dari Ministry of Sound menghadiahkan anda semua kompilasi 8 lagu paling best yang dilayan oleh Paduka Seri (melampau la berangan raja eh)...
Tiada kurniaan Datukship untuk tahun ini kerana mine is not that cheap. LOL.
Terima kasih banyak-banyak pada semua yang wish selamat hari jadi kat aku walaupun hakikatnya hari jadi kali ini agak sendu dan kurang selamat.
Walaubagaimanapun, yang baik datang dari Tuhan, yang buruk memang atas sebab sendiri jugak. Semoga anda sekelian dilimpahi rahmat dan kurniaan kesihatan yang baik-baik juga.
Tapi, doa ni tak mustajab la kalau empunya diri gagal untuk memohon sendiri pada Tuhan. Boleh ke suruh orang lain mintakkan kerja untuk kita. Tidak, bukan? Jadi, doalah sendiri.
Good nite.
Maknanya, selepas sambutan JUBLI PERAK pada tahun 2003, menantilah kita JUBLI EMAS pada tahun 2028. Hahahahawau.
Banyak gak lah perkara dan musibah melanda di hari jadi ni. Tahun lepas, aku dikeji Azura Ghani pada hari jadi sebab gagal masuk dewan untuk NDO Estabel Lampe Berger pada 22 Jun.
Tahun ni... emm. Biarlah hanya mereka yang tahu, terus mengetahuinya. Bagi yang tak tahu, tak perlu la diketahui.
Jadi sempena hari jadi yang ke 31 ni, Euphoria Department dari Ministry of Sound menghadiahkan anda semua kompilasi 8 lagu paling best yang dilayan oleh Paduka Seri (melampau la berangan raja eh)...
Tiada kurniaan Datukship untuk tahun ini kerana mine is not that cheap. LOL.
Terima kasih banyak-banyak pada semua yang wish selamat hari jadi kat aku walaupun hakikatnya hari jadi kali ini agak sendu dan kurang selamat.
Walaubagaimanapun, yang baik datang dari Tuhan, yang buruk memang atas sebab sendiri jugak. Semoga anda sekelian dilimpahi rahmat dan kurniaan kesihatan yang baik-baik juga.
Tapi, doa ni tak mustajab la kalau empunya diri gagal untuk memohon sendiri pada Tuhan. Boleh ke suruh orang lain mintakkan kerja untuk kita. Tidak, bukan? Jadi, doalah sendiri.
Good nite.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Some of us here are lean to our mother instead of our father. This might caused by the way they'd raised up. Most us here have a hardworking father and spend less time with their kids and most of us technically loves our mother more than our father. Anyway, an equal salutation should be credited to our fathers too. Without them, no human could be created by God from a lesbian couple. LOL.A tribute to my father is the most rare thing I ever did all this while. Well, this time around, and with the Father's Day atmosphere, I would like to dedicate my 1998 favorite song by Eric Clapton to my 68 years old father.
My Father's Eyes
Sailing down behind the sun,
Waiting for my prince to come.
Praying for the healing rain
To restore my soul again.
Just a toerag* on the run.
How did I get here?
What have I done?
When will all my hopes arise?
How will I know him?
When I look in my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
When I look in my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
Then the light begins to shine
And I hear those ancient lullabies.
And as I watch this seedling grow,
Feel my heart start to overflow.
Where do I find the words to say?
How do I teach him?
What do we play?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That's when I need them,
That's when I need my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
That's when I need my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
Then the jagged edge appears
Through the distant clouds of tears.
I'm like a bridge that was washed away;
My foundations were made of clay.
As my soul slides down to die.
How could I lose him?
What did I try?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That he was here with me;
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
Sailing down behind the sun,
Waiting for my prince to come.
Praying for the healing rain
To restore my soul again.
Just a toerag* on the run.
How did I get here?
What have I done?
When will all my hopes arise?
How will I know him?
When I look in my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
When I look in my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
Then the light begins to shine
And I hear those ancient lullabies.
And as I watch this seedling grow,
Feel my heart start to overflow.
Where do I find the words to say?
How do I teach him?
What do we play?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That's when I need them,
That's when I need my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
That's when I need my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
Then the jagged edge appears
Through the distant clouds of tears.
I'm like a bridge that was washed away;
My foundations were made of clay.
As my soul slides down to die.
How could I lose him?
What did I try?
Bit by bit, I've realized
That he was here with me;
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
I looked into my father's eyes.
My father's eyes.
*Toerag is a British slang term for a worthless person, by analogy with the strips of cloth that vagrants wear in place of socks.
P/S : I just turn this song into a son-to-dad song. Whoever said that I bear witness that God is the father of all human are totally mislead by their own assumption. I'm a Muslim. TQ.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Pada kesempatan ini, aku mengucapkan selamat hari jadi ke 40 kat abang aku paling tua selepas dua kakak aku. Abang aku ni dok kat Puncak Jalil. Ofis dia kat Pandan Indah. Tapi aku haram menjenguk dia sekeluarga sebab memang aku malas nak menjenguk adik beradik yang malas menjenguk aku. Bley. Berlagak antara siblings. Oh. Its normal.
Tapi aku tak la gaduh atau apa-apa. Cuma distance myself je la dari digelar parasit. Kan. masing-masing dah kerja. Aku plak dah 31. Tak kawen-kawen lagi. Aku kawen umor 35 bleh? Lepas setahun aku kenal gadis itu. Yo yo orr je.
Beliau dilahirkan di Pengkalan Chepa, Kelantan pada 17 Mei 1969. Oleh kerana ibu beliau ada di Kelantan waktu itu, tragedi 13 Mei 1969 yang berlaku 4 hari sebelum itu tidak dirasakan.
Abang aku ni kan, dia dulu selalu jadi tempat aku pau. Seingat aku, masa tahun 1998, aku selamba je jumpa dia kat LRT Cempaka sebab nak pau dia duit. Amalan tu aku berhentikan pada tahun 2004 lepas aku dah stabil skit kerja kat KL ni. LOL.
Pernah tahun 1998, aku pau dia RM200 dan aku balik pusing-pusing KL sampai kaki aku lenguh. Sebab apa lenguh? Sebab aku berjalan kaki dari Bukit Bintang sampai Stesen Keretapi Kuala Lumpur menanti tren 8.00 pagi balik Ipoh.
Nak menghirup udara KL katenye. Yang pasti aku jalan kaki kat CM sorang-sorang masa acara 'merentas kota' tu dalam pukul 3 pagi camtu. Baru lepas tu aku sedar betapa bahayanya tabiat itu. Haha.
Nasib baiklah aku ni badan besar. Bagak. Digeruni. Tinggi aku 180cm dicapai masa umur 19 lagi. Lepas tu, tumbesaran terhenti. Cima isi badan je naik turun.
Maka sempena ulangtahun ke 40 abang aku tu, aku ucapkan tahniah jugak la pada diri aku sebab berjaya membawa pulang wang RM200 yang aku simpan dalam kasut tu. Hahaha. Penakut jugak aku ni.
Tapi aku tak la gaduh atau apa-apa. Cuma distance myself je la dari digelar parasit. Kan. masing-masing dah kerja. Aku plak dah 31. Tak kawen-kawen lagi. Aku kawen umor 35 bleh? Lepas setahun aku kenal gadis itu. Yo yo orr je.
Beliau dilahirkan di Pengkalan Chepa, Kelantan pada 17 Mei 1969. Oleh kerana ibu beliau ada di Kelantan waktu itu, tragedi 13 Mei 1969 yang berlaku 4 hari sebelum itu tidak dirasakan.
Abang aku ni kan, dia dulu selalu jadi tempat aku pau. Seingat aku, masa tahun 1998, aku selamba je jumpa dia kat LRT Cempaka sebab nak pau dia duit. Amalan tu aku berhentikan pada tahun 2004 lepas aku dah stabil skit kerja kat KL ni. LOL.
Pernah tahun 1998, aku pau dia RM200 dan aku balik pusing-pusing KL sampai kaki aku lenguh. Sebab apa lenguh? Sebab aku berjalan kaki dari Bukit Bintang sampai Stesen Keretapi Kuala Lumpur menanti tren 8.00 pagi balik Ipoh.
Nak menghirup udara KL katenye. Yang pasti aku jalan kaki kat CM sorang-sorang masa acara 'merentas kota' tu dalam pukul 3 pagi camtu. Baru lepas tu aku sedar betapa bahayanya tabiat itu. Haha.
Nasib baiklah aku ni badan besar. Bagak. Digeruni. Tinggi aku 180cm dicapai masa umur 19 lagi. Lepas tu, tumbesaran terhenti. Cima isi badan je naik turun.
Maka sempena ulangtahun ke 40 abang aku tu, aku ucapkan tahniah jugak la pada diri aku sebab berjaya membawa pulang wang RM200 yang aku simpan dalam kasut tu. Hahaha. Penakut jugak aku ni.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Walaupun dalam pilihanraya lepas aku mensabotaj undi DUN hingga jatuhnya kerajaan BN Perak, (walaupun ADUN tempat aku tu menang..), undi bagi Parlimen Tambun aku tetap bagi kat Datuk Husni. Asri Othman mamat PKR yang lawan dia aku tak boleh nak nilai. Sebab sapa pun tak tau mana mai mangkuk tu. Takde yang perlu dibanggakan.
Tapi Datuk Husni ni sangat bagus. Sebab dia mengingati dengan mudah muka-muka yang walaupun baru dijumpanya beberapa kali. Pernah masa terserempak dengan dia di Treasury, Putrajaya, aku senyum kat dia yang masa tu memegang jawatan Timbalan Menteri Kewangan II. Dia dengan tanpa segan silu menyapa " Miker orang Tambun kan?".
Terkejut la bila dia boleh ingat macam tu. Haha.
Semalam, dia dilantik dalam Kabinet Najib sebagai Menteri Kewangan II. Teman nak ucapkan tahniah la pada dia.
Masa menyampaikan bantuan mangsa ribut di Taman Perpaduan, bulan 10 tahun lepas, dia dalam ucapannya menyebut,
" Saya adalah ahli parlimen paling miskin di dewan rakyat. Saya berhenti jadi pegawai bank dan menumpukan dalam politik. Tetapi saya tak ada apa-apa bisnes. Tuan-tuan boleh tengok rumah saya di Sungai Rokam. Jangan-jangan lebih kecik dari rumah tuan-tuan. Saya datang dari keluarga susah. Dulu saya mandi Sungai Kinta je. Bila tahi lalu, kami adik beradik lari naik ke atas darat. Ramai ahli parlimen di dewan rakyat memandang rendah kepada saya. Tetapi saya dipilih tuan-tuan semua, dan saya berterima kasih."
Begitulah sikap Datuk Husni yang aku suka. Kadang-kadang, wakil rakyat tempat kita sendiri yang menentukan siapa yang akan kita sokong. Kalau calonnya muka macam penyamun ( Sori orang Bukit Gantang..) dah tentu kalah.
Semoga Datuk Husni yang murah dengan senyuman ni akan bekerja dengan bersih, cekap dan amanah dan TOLONG kekalkan status "ahli parlimen paling miskin" yang disebut tempoh hari.
Tapi Datuk Husni ni sangat bagus. Sebab dia mengingati dengan mudah muka-muka yang walaupun baru dijumpanya beberapa kali. Pernah masa terserempak dengan dia di Treasury, Putrajaya, aku senyum kat dia yang masa tu memegang jawatan Timbalan Menteri Kewangan II. Dia dengan tanpa segan silu menyapa " Miker orang Tambun kan?".
Terkejut la bila dia boleh ingat macam tu. Haha.
Semalam, dia dilantik dalam Kabinet Najib sebagai Menteri Kewangan II. Teman nak ucapkan tahniah la pada dia.
Masa menyampaikan bantuan mangsa ribut di Taman Perpaduan, bulan 10 tahun lepas, dia dalam ucapannya menyebut,
" Saya adalah ahli parlimen paling miskin di dewan rakyat. Saya berhenti jadi pegawai bank dan menumpukan dalam politik. Tetapi saya tak ada apa-apa bisnes. Tuan-tuan boleh tengok rumah saya di Sungai Rokam. Jangan-jangan lebih kecik dari rumah tuan-tuan. Saya datang dari keluarga susah. Dulu saya mandi Sungai Kinta je. Bila tahi lalu, kami adik beradik lari naik ke atas darat. Ramai ahli parlimen di dewan rakyat memandang rendah kepada saya. Tetapi saya dipilih tuan-tuan semua, dan saya berterima kasih."
Begitulah sikap Datuk Husni yang aku suka. Kadang-kadang, wakil rakyat tempat kita sendiri yang menentukan siapa yang akan kita sokong. Kalau calonnya muka macam penyamun ( Sori orang Bukit Gantang..) dah tentu kalah.
Semoga Datuk Husni yang murah dengan senyuman ni akan bekerja dengan bersih, cekap dan amanah dan TOLONG kekalkan status "ahli parlimen paling miskin" yang disebut tempoh hari.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Hi and apa khabar.I was taken aback with responses by some of my blog follower on the reason of their skip-this-page attitude on my blog. Because of the English content.
Okei la. Aku tulis dalam BM. Campur lah. BM kejap, English kejap. Lagipun kat negara kita ni orang memang suka campur. Budak sekolah belajar bahasa campur-campur, boss-boss sembang bercampur baur, nasi dicampur, air batu bercampur, sayur campur-campur dan yang pasti banyak yang last sekali diiringi dengan 'champor' (kapoq baruih).
What've made my blog being pulled out of the blogosphere recently? Ada la sebabnya. Tak boleh tulis sini. Nanti bandit2 tu baca. Ahaks!!
Well, I decided to withdraw my "paktam2u" off the internet. It will remain in my Dashboard and for my view-it-in-sentimental-manner purpose. Segalanya telah tenggelam bersama kapal G4M. Dari kapal G4M lah, lahirnya blog itu and she deserve an euthansia. LOL.
That blog is a hall of controversy, fun, leisure, thoughts, info yang banyak sekali berkait rapat dengan G4M. Pada hari ini, hanyutlah dikau di lautan. Bersemadilah dikau bersama karamnya kapal G4M yang melanggar terumbu karang pada 18 Mac 2009 jam 8.00 pagi.
Macam sial je tulis campur-campur ni. From now on, I will start filling this blog with Malay content.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Warm wishes to all Malaysian that sharing the idea of : we are the only nation that having 4 calendar system with 3 lunatic and 1 gregorian.
The less known fact is, Muslim's days changed when the sun sets down and the Maghrib prayers being recalled. This is quite similar to the Judaism culture which having the day change by the sunset, while the trend of the Christians, that promoted the today's gregorian, days changed by the midnight.
Another interesting fact is, the beginning of hijri new year in a particular year automaticly befall 10 or 11 days earlier than the yesteryear on the gregorian date set. Compare with Chinese lunatic year and Tamil lunatic year, Islamic calendar never add up a 13th month in every 3 years period, which being added to ensure the calendar stick to the yearly seasons.
This history was related to the idea of letting the Muslims to experience various occasion without being related to the seasons. Haj pilgrimage may come in winter and in other time of the rotational span, may be experienced in extream desert summer.
So do the fasting month and all Muslim's major religious festivals.
One might being critical on how Muslims could have an efficient historical record on perodical versus environmental kind of data archiving. But since the rotation will complete in 33 years time, any date of occasions that should it had a neccessity on weather or environmental relativity record, it could be seen in a wider period which is more better to be used in a future projection especially in managing corps, finance, and population.
Whatever it is, each of us here in Malaysia regardless their race and religion, should togather enjoying the new year for Muslims but of course being subjected to a feasible manner of celebrating it.
Despite the Ipoh's Rum Jungle DJ that shouting to the crowds last Saturday night in what most Malay majority patrons feel as offensive : "LETS MEET TOMORROW TO CELEBRATE AWAL MUHARRAM EVE!!"; which was replied with sounds of busting glass here and there, a wish for Hijri New Year is much more accepted even with a heartacheful words of "LETS MEET TOMORROW TO CELEBRATE THE CHANGE THAT MIGHT COME TO OUR MUSLIMS FRIENDS IN HERE SO THAT WE WILL HAVE THEM HERE IN THE FUTURE, WITHOUT IN DRUNKER THAN THE DRUNKEST MODE!"
The less known fact is, Muslim's days changed when the sun sets down and the Maghrib prayers being recalled. This is quite similar to the Judaism culture which having the day change by the sunset, while the trend of the Christians, that promoted the today's gregorian, days changed by the midnight.
Another interesting fact is, the beginning of hijri new year in a particular year automaticly befall 10 or 11 days earlier than the yesteryear on the gregorian date set. Compare with Chinese lunatic year and Tamil lunatic year, Islamic calendar never add up a 13th month in every 3 years period, which being added to ensure the calendar stick to the yearly seasons.
This history was related to the idea of letting the Muslims to experience various occasion without being related to the seasons. Haj pilgrimage may come in winter and in other time of the rotational span, may be experienced in extream desert summer.
So do the fasting month and all Muslim's major religious festivals.
One might being critical on how Muslims could have an efficient historical record on perodical versus environmental kind of data archiving. But since the rotation will complete in 33 years time, any date of occasions that should it had a neccessity on weather or environmental relativity record, it could be seen in a wider period which is more better to be used in a future projection especially in managing corps, finance, and population.
Whatever it is, each of us here in Malaysia regardless their race and religion, should togather enjoying the new year for Muslims but of course being subjected to a feasible manner of celebrating it.
Despite the Ipoh's Rum Jungle DJ that shouting to the crowds last Saturday night in what most Malay majority patrons feel as offensive : "LETS MEET TOMORROW TO CELEBRATE AWAL MUHARRAM EVE!!"; which was replied with sounds of busting glass here and there, a wish for Hijri New Year is much more accepted even with a heartacheful words of "LETS MEET TOMORROW TO CELEBRATE THE CHANGE THAT MIGHT COME TO OUR MUSLIMS FRIENDS IN HERE SO THAT WE WILL HAVE THEM HERE IN THE FUTURE, WITHOUT IN DRUNKER THAN THE DRUNKEST MODE!"
Aye! Muslims might go beyond the Islamic rules but verily, they will feel disturbed if the religion itself being in unbeliever's words of disparage. Can anyone respect the right of being sensitive on things that might be not to others? I can kick any cat's butt if I found them peeing on my car's wheelcap but I just respect the right of being sensitive if I would not commit that in front of SPCA officials. Or I might just utter " Oh! How nice to have my car choosen as their territory!" in wholly hipocrisy.
Anyway, may 1430 brought a cheerful life with an ample grace and a beautiful guide light to the repentant path.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
It less than a fortnight away from the first day of year 2009 which was the year that predicted as the downturn year. But I don’t care much on that. I’m still far away from the business community. Doesn’t mean that I’m feeling secured too much with my job that being paid with the taxpayer’s money, in overall, I feel that I should focused on my job now more than before in promoting healthy life and smoothen the delivery system.
Life
From the very first hour of New Year 2008, I was thinking on the jovial rhapsody of the brand new days in the brand new year that I supposedly ‘impose’ on my life despite sorrows that attached. Days counting and life enjoyed at every stake allocated. I was influenced with so called fag-hag for months until the MLM done us apart. No thanks to Lampe Berger. In May, I bought a Perodua Viva, a 1000cc compact car which I drove on the first time as a person that for years never steer any wheels. For the first 8000km, I felt proud with the fact that, I’m a driver without valid driving license. But a few hours after I successfully passed my driving test, a car crushed on my car’s buttock in Ampang on July 11. Isn’t it ironic? By the end of August, I met Wan which is now, being my honey despite tens of commotion that we went through in the process of knowing each other. I fall into his sincerity beside few other things that might never work for a relationship. But we are working hard to regulate everything. To date, I believe that we had passed through phases that even a year old relationship had not gone through it yet.
Work
At the early stage of 2008, I was kept in nuisance over the sub-division that I was putted as the person who accountable for the distribution plan. I then switched the responsibility with my colleague that held the same post as me but far younger. This is due to the mishap that I experienced when my 2 month old car involved in an accident which has hampered the efficiency of my authority on managing the sub-division. And now, this green boy is whining more than I ever did before. :-P
Family
My mom and dad now had a bending thought on my bachelorship. My younger brother is now a divorcee and thus, I could make them realized that I never going to seek marriage for the reason of happiness. After me rejecting my mom’s proposal to get me a wife which is her friend’s daughter, she had lowered down the tune now at least for few years ahead. Haha.
Friends
Oh my. Friends are comforter, and friends might be a poisonous inhaler. But being wise about friends since the day I left my house for the playground to seek friends back in 1983, I could say that I’m not a ‘beruk tunggal’ that only try to make friends with anyone recently. I love having PLU friends from G4M and straight friends of my hometown and workplace. The serious fact is, straight friends never act like girls of the girl’s school. They don’t bother to create camps and gangs and influenced people. They wish to be as neutral as they could be and back stabbing is something that beyond necessity. Besides three quarter of persons that I knew through G4M which I could describe as those with ‘high plasticity index’ of attitude, I’m happy to be with the remaining quarter that always can be trusted and decent like Azward, Khaile, Eddie Meksin, Yama, Amar, Benster, Isk, Kuzuto, Chumie and many more. Yes, 3 out of 4 are completely kiddo.
2009 Anticipation
I wish that I can keep my weight below 80kg. I also wish that I can overcome obstacles so I could further my study.
Life
From the very first hour of New Year 2008, I was thinking on the jovial rhapsody of the brand new days in the brand new year that I supposedly ‘impose’ on my life despite sorrows that attached. Days counting and life enjoyed at every stake allocated. I was influenced with so called fag-hag for months until the MLM done us apart. No thanks to Lampe Berger. In May, I bought a Perodua Viva, a 1000cc compact car which I drove on the first time as a person that for years never steer any wheels. For the first 8000km, I felt proud with the fact that, I’m a driver without valid driving license. But a few hours after I successfully passed my driving test, a car crushed on my car’s buttock in Ampang on July 11. Isn’t it ironic? By the end of August, I met Wan which is now, being my honey despite tens of commotion that we went through in the process of knowing each other. I fall into his sincerity beside few other things that might never work for a relationship. But we are working hard to regulate everything. To date, I believe that we had passed through phases that even a year old relationship had not gone through it yet.
Work
At the early stage of 2008, I was kept in nuisance over the sub-division that I was putted as the person who accountable for the distribution plan. I then switched the responsibility with my colleague that held the same post as me but far younger. This is due to the mishap that I experienced when my 2 month old car involved in an accident which has hampered the efficiency of my authority on managing the sub-division. And now, this green boy is whining more than I ever did before. :-P
Family
My mom and dad now had a bending thought on my bachelorship. My younger brother is now a divorcee and thus, I could make them realized that I never going to seek marriage for the reason of happiness. After me rejecting my mom’s proposal to get me a wife which is her friend’s daughter, she had lowered down the tune now at least for few years ahead. Haha.
Friends
Oh my. Friends are comforter, and friends might be a poisonous inhaler. But being wise about friends since the day I left my house for the playground to seek friends back in 1983, I could say that I’m not a ‘beruk tunggal’ that only try to make friends with anyone recently. I love having PLU friends from G4M and straight friends of my hometown and workplace. The serious fact is, straight friends never act like girls of the girl’s school. They don’t bother to create camps and gangs and influenced people. They wish to be as neutral as they could be and back stabbing is something that beyond necessity. Besides three quarter of persons that I knew through G4M which I could describe as those with ‘high plasticity index’ of attitude, I’m happy to be with the remaining quarter that always can be trusted and decent like Azward, Khaile, Eddie Meksin, Yama, Amar, Benster, Isk, Kuzuto, Chumie and many more. Yes, 3 out of 4 are completely kiddo.
2009 Anticipation
I wish that I can keep my weight below 80kg. I also wish that I can overcome obstacles so I could further my study.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
I would like to personally congratulate Mr. Barrack Hussein Obama for the handsome winning on the precidency election for the grand power of the world, United States of America. "Kamu bener-bener hebat deh!". Grandeur! He must be the only American president which having the ability to communicate in Malay of Indonesian version, although it is an arguable fact as he left Indonesia almost 40 years ago. Whoever occupying the Oval Office, nothing much to be predicted. The policies and the tendency of Mr. President is clearly reflecting an image of a puppet for the 'Tok Dalang' which everyone knew who. Being the first African American president, he now inspired the 'non-natives' in other countries to dream on leading the hosting nation. Surely I hope that there will be no catastrophic occurance regarding this since USA was filmed to be hit by asteroids while African American being the president such in Deep Impact movie. ( Gasp! gasp! gasp! ) Finally, I do feel awkward when the newly choosen President enjoyed the Muslim World favouritism even he clearly stated that he got nothing to do with Islam, he's a Christian, and he never wanted to be assosiated with Islam just because he got 'Hussein' in his name. Tuesday, November 4, 2008
This blog has underwent a conceptual change to cater (also means to seek) a worldwide attention.. ( yes i'm dreaming.. do i care?). The glimpse.. the limelight.. the cheering.. the jeering.. the anything to be well mentioned.
1st November 2008 is the date of the template change which is always a change to the format too. The 14 month domination of Malay speaking content of this blog, is abetting deterioration of my English if not boldly, it can be said, not slightly. For a total Malay section of blogosphere, it was indeed, a lost.
Switching to English mode is not making me a grammatically perfect blogger. As an example, we did consume a lot of things that bad to our health but we knew that we need the good element off the bad item, i.e the taste, so we let the bad things harm us. But a grammatical error isn't harm us rite? Just swallow it down and get the taste of the main points.
The adaptations of the English Language format in posts will almost halving the coverage of the posts. The else will be formal and colloquial Malay, Manglish, Indlish & Chinlish and designed to be (if it gonna be, it will be) a platform of critical thinking.
Thoughts will be a regular but not to be looked as the path of this blog is headed too. Sometime thoughts that taught would not teach anyone to be a morally corrected people. To learn something, one should seek it by themselves rather than lending ears to a sermon like taught hours.
Views on politic will be added like how the concept of this blog, which is actually not. No one prefer to get indulge with too much politic. Maybe if Obama and Anwar eaten from a same lunchbox the people may run the politic portal in a deep gossips thirst.
The aspect of this blog shall not count out humorous element. The old world of my blog is actually designed for humor purpose. But after a year, the keyboard went to my hands daily to note almost everything and I would like to get all the people attention, that i'm not a self-broadcast (i made this word today? huray!) man. Hence, should I be the king, even the beggar will know my undies brand.
Sight seeing is the color of this white template. The color came from the photos that I had to think on the catchiness and weird encounter like feelings way of publishing images. Photobucketing, uploading, linking, copying, pasting, and everything that would make it as a thing, with colors, is the all-I-had-get channel in attracting eyes upon this plain white screen with letters.
The uttermost theme of this blog is making the URL as a worth surfing site of public opinions through polls, precisely among the pee all you.. no.. pee eld you..
1st November 2008 is the date of the template change which is always a change to the format too. The 14 month domination of Malay speaking content of this blog, is abetting deterioration of my English if not boldly, it can be said, not slightly. For a total Malay section of blogosphere, it was indeed, a lost.
Switching to English mode is not making me a grammatically perfect blogger. As an example, we did consume a lot of things that bad to our health but we knew that we need the good element off the bad item, i.e the taste, so we let the bad things harm us. But a grammatical error isn't harm us rite? Just swallow it down and get the taste of the main points.
The adaptations of the English Language format in posts will almost halving the coverage of the posts. The else will be formal and colloquial Malay, Manglish, Indlish & Chinlish and designed to be (if it gonna be, it will be) a platform of critical thinking.
Thoughts will be a regular but not to be looked as the path of this blog is headed too. Sometime thoughts that taught would not teach anyone to be a morally corrected people. To learn something, one should seek it by themselves rather than lending ears to a sermon like taught hours.
Views on politic will be added like how the concept of this blog, which is actually not. No one prefer to get indulge with too much politic. Maybe if Obama and Anwar eaten from a same lunchbox the people may run the politic portal in a deep gossips thirst.
The aspect of this blog shall not count out humorous element. The old world of my blog is actually designed for humor purpose. But after a year, the keyboard went to my hands daily to note almost everything and I would like to get all the people attention, that i'm not a self-broadcast (i made this word today? huray!) man. Hence, should I be the king, even the beggar will know my undies brand.
Sight seeing is the color of this white template. The color came from the photos that I had to think on the catchiness and weird encounter like feelings way of publishing images. Photobucketing, uploading, linking, copying, pasting, and everything that would make it as a thing, with colors, is the all-I-had-get channel in attracting eyes upon this plain white screen with letters.
The uttermost theme of this blog is making the URL as a worth surfing site of public opinions through polls, precisely among the pee all you.. no.. pee eld you..
Say goodbye to a diary like posts and updates on activities will be listed on the side column. Images are now a privatized thingy. Expect to see pics appear like seeing rare species. Hahaha.
I have no Tun to get the number of viewer sky-rocketing like Chedet did. However, I believe that the opinion, the sarcasm is worth existing if the readers could just gain a slight comprehension on the things stated and could see the points between the lines.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
This is the new world of my representation in the blogosphere. Rebranding my 14 month old blog into a new deliverance channel is a must, as the former content is dragged into a self-broadcast rendition sort of blog. Here, everything going to be much more unexciting seems that diary like posts are diminished radically. It means that, images are now in a motion of putting it into privacy.
Literally, a bold gentle directness among rhetorical kinfolk is a space that liberated ideas without ruling in any sensitivity that would somehow translated as a barrier. A blend of issues, events, art and literature, satire, humor, sarcasm and sightseeing info will be the main content. In fact, it still maintaining the old version of the blog but there is something to be realized as it has being underwent a little refurbishment.
Read this blog as a not a total English composition as it will still maintained the Malay Language, Jawi writings (part of my heritage) , some Manglish (Aiya. Why like this?) or even Indlish ( Dei. What la you!). The change will only effective on the fundamental basis and of course the template. However, comments are welcomed in any language.
I’m not going to be a community pacifier in my writings. Truth must be liberated in any way even it may seem as a rebellious measure.
Bear in mind that by shoving things down your throat in English, it doesn't mean that I'm a gramatically correct blogger. Don't bother to be my Mrs Tan, Mrs Maggie Lopez, Mrs. Chin and whatever impersonation of my former English teacher.
Literally, a bold gentle directness among rhetorical kinfolk is a space that liberated ideas without ruling in any sensitivity that would somehow translated as a barrier. A blend of issues, events, art and literature, satire, humor, sarcasm and sightseeing info will be the main content. In fact, it still maintaining the old version of the blog but there is something to be realized as it has being underwent a little refurbishment.
Read this blog as a not a total English composition as it will still maintained the Malay Language, Jawi writings (part of my heritage) , some Manglish (Aiya. Why like this?) or even Indlish ( Dei. What la you!). The change will only effective on the fundamental basis and of course the template. However, comments are welcomed in any language.
I’m not going to be a community pacifier in my writings. Truth must be liberated in any way even it may seem as a rebellious measure.
Bear in mind that by shoving things down your throat in English, it doesn't mean that I'm a gramatically correct blogger. Don't bother to be my Mrs Tan, Mrs Maggie Lopez, Mrs. Chin and whatever impersonation of my former English teacher.
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